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Granny Panty Annie, the Tranny

Lemme tell ya' about a
*ding-bat skit-zo 
bee-hotch* tranny
named Annie...

I met her one night 
under disco lights 
up at Candies

She was 
starin' at me
grittin' her teeth
aimin' ta' see 
if I wanted a piece
of he 
OR
of she 
by way of flashin' granny panties

She was
shootin' pool
actin' a fool
so I 
took a shot
and one tiny glance 
but got caught

So I
lit up a smoke
and tried to play it off cool
but it was too late
she had pulled up a stool

She slurred,
"Hey young felluh, where ya' been all my life!"

I replied, 
"Sorry to burst yir' bubble, but I got a wife!"

"That don't matter kid, what she don't know won't hurt the girl" 
as she fisted my collar and yelled, "I'LL ROCK YIR' WORLD! Annie the Tranny is what they call me. Bet you been wanted ta' bone me since you first saw me!"

Fear and frustration danced on my face
I begged the bouncer to 
"Get this he/she outta the place!"

My pleas were to no avail, 
and that sea donkey lurked hot on my trail
flailin' it's arms and grindin' bar stools with it's tail

Speakin' of tails...
a shiny blue wale tail crept up her back
Her jeans were mean, but couldn't hold her underwear's elastic slack
but at least it beat feastin' eyes upon her crack
then she... 
wrapped her grimy hands around my neck and asked, 
"You n' me, boy, what the heck!?!"

I screamed,
"Look here lady, you seem real nice for a tranny;
but...
ya' see...
ya' need 
to hit the bricks,
you
and yir' Granny Panties!"

At that point the joint started to really heat up
people were glarin' like they really wanted me beat up
I can't recall how the hell I got out of there 
alive and free
it was like a big manly freight train
headin' dead at me

I'm pretty sure I owe the good Lord a big favor
that beast was the devil
and Jesus was my Savior!

It's a night I thought would never end... 
the night at Candies Bar n' Grill
Granny Panty Annie got a thrill 
tryin' to make me her sexy friend!!!

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Devil's Crossing

Early the hour, before the sunrise.
Groggy from the rigors of moral stress.
I found myself quite numb with sullen eyes.
After a night, fighting my demoness.

She had me bound to a bottle of drink.
Which I could not escape, alcoholic.
And with my grog, like any dog would think,
I hit the bricks for chicks that would frolic.

And like some tales with a moral conflict,
The Lord was working on a plan for me
To find my way back to holy edict
And leave my demons by the burning sea.

The plot was different than you might surmise.
Instead of showing the light, he showed me
The dark, how clever the Lord in his guise.
Loosing the imp to meet me so early.

In the morning, foggy, loom and low sight.
Mephistopheles met me on the road.
Shadowy and dark as pitch, Hell was right
Beside me as I rode, my soul to goad.

A thing of black and hate was standing there
Looking at me, looking at my meager soul.
Dear God! My soul! It wants my soul to bare!!!
No dream, no drink! This is real, this black hole!

I fled, rushing past it, just out of reach.
The hideous darkness nodded toward me,
And I scrambled for my life past the breach.
And away! AWAY! No look back to see.

It was miles before I caught my breath.
With time to think, I had no doubts on this.
Satan himself was given course to set
About pulling my soul to the abyss.

The Lord must have only given a pass
To let the dark be seen, but not to take.
The Devil did oblige ever so crass.
He scared out the evil for Heaven’s sake.

Inspiration:

Early on a foggy, pre-dawn morning in February, 2007 while driving through Rand, West
Virginia I saw something that terrified me to my core standing just off the edge of the road.
I realize how this sounds, but given the circumstances of my life at the time, I firmly believe
that what I saw that morning was Satan himself. I haven’t been the same since, changed for
the better.

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Wyld Wood

I just wrote this about my friend
Who just changed his name on my social site
to Wyld Wood.




When I'm discussed and I feelin' down

I just hit the bricks and leave this town

And head for Wyld wood

Where's Wyld wood

When I'm bored, with nothin' to do

I just take a hike and I head for you 

Mr Wyld Wood

Mr Wyld Wood

Cause there is nothun' better in this whole life

Then drinkin' and jokin' all through the night

With Mr Wyld Wood

Yes, Wyld Wood

Wyld wood

Yes, Wyld Wood

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Play My Game

Don't worry, I don't lie
I don't even try to make you cry
That's only coincidence
Just play along
Play my game

Don't worry, this game is fun
If you don't play we're done
So get ready
Just play along
Play my game

You play my game even though it's bad
I'm happy and I laugh even when you're sad
So beautiful, so easy
Just keep playing
Keep playing my game

You don't even realize this game isn't right
You don't resist, if you don't play we'll fight
You love me too much
Just keep playing
Keep playing my game

I'm done with you, leave, hit the bricks
No wait, come back, please stay till six
The other doesn't come over till then
Just keep playing
Keep playing my game

Now you can leave, I've found someone new
Hit the road, this is your cue
I'll hit you up for a good time though
So stay ready
We'll play again

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Life of pain

 
 Here we go, The pains back again.
 So what do I do, Grab the paper and pen.
 I want to talk, But where do I start.
 All I have is this pain in my heart.
 I have fought with my mom. And dad hit the bricks.
 Now I live in agony, And the pain never quits.
 My uncle died while I was trying to save his life.
 Having to watch his children's tears, Haunts me every night.
 Nothing ever happens. At least nothing good.
 When your life is filled with pain, You can't expect it would.
 I usually deal with this pain, "All on my own".
 now I share some of it, With you through this poem...

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Reality

You know it kills me when I hear
people say I don't know what I'm
here to do, don't you know you've 
been selected as the chosen few 
and this life here ain't promised to last 
so, what are you holding onto.

You say I don't have a talent yet you
consider yourself as "hoodrich"
you say I didn't graduate from 
highschool but, your a mathematician
when it comes to 20's dimes and nicks
you say "The Man" is bringing you down
yet as soon as you get outta some detainee
center you hit the bricks.

You see the reality is we as Christians 
want to acknowledge the fact that we 
praise his name and were blessed
but don't wanna pick up that cross
nevermind the silhouette

Even more errie they fear us for what 
we are hate our offensive lyrics, hate the
fact that we were and always will be trendsetters
they say they want change but you know 
what the words says, "faith without works 
is dead"

So the reality is this nation has made it's 
own bed your a leader when you get someone
to follow what you've been chosen to lead
we're more than conquerors from the crown
of our head to the soul of our feet
reach one teach one yeah I hear evil
but check it I don't see none 
and no I ain't perfect thats just what 
I'm striving for, so you'll make it
thru the rain no matter how much it pours

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why Love Hurt

Love is something that should not cause pain, instead of sunshine there is only rain.You give your all and you expect the same But in some romances the heart can't maintain. Why does love hurt you give your all and be a man, but the heart is misunderstood and everyone around you treat you as a discarded piece of wood? Why does love hurt Love is something that should always bring joy, not to be played with like an unwanted toy.As it's been said throughout the years no matter how much love you give at times it just yields tears. Why does love hurt? Why does it hurt that is the question of the ages. it comes in a rush and disappears in stages. why does love hurt that I don't know why to tell you I would be telling a lie? at one point you are happy is what your mind tell you is so, at the other point says you better go slow All my homeys try to tell me they know what is wrong, I put to much trust in a love that's not strong. That's why love hurts. That's why love hurts how you feel it comes out, at last, all your love tell you don't mean a rat ass. You know you lie to me all this time, so pick up your rugs and hit the bricks. When the door slam behind you I will feel better pick me another.

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Granny Panty Annie, the Tranny

UP IN SMOKE

Thug

Devil's Crossing

Wyld Wood

Play My Game

Life of pain

Reality

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